Julie was gorgeous. Not the drop-dead make your tongue hang out type of gorgeous, but the perfect, nice soul, sensual type of gorgeous that only comes with confidence and style. I had admired her for a couple of months now, but she was much younger than me, and I was her boss.
Today we were in the office alone. It was a long weekend, and I had let everyone else leave early. I had offered to let Julie go early to, but she had elected to stay, saying that she had something that she wanted to do and it would be better without everyone else here to distract her. I watched as she worked on the report. Her face a mask of concentration as she typed. She asked me for my input on something, so I walked up and stood beside her and asked what she needed.
"Jake," she said, "I am writing something and I need your perspective on it."
She looked into my eyes as she spoke, and I thought I see something in them, but I told myself that I was imagining things, and looked at her screen to see what she was working on.
As I read what she had been writing, I was surprised to see that it was a story. It was a story about her giving in to carnal pleasures and letting a man dominate her in every way.
I read the first paragraph, getting turned on by the story. I wanted to keep reading, but I wasn't sure of I should. I stood back and looked at her, the lust starting to build inside me, peering down her plunging neckline, imagining the pleasure that lay beneath.
"Should I really be reading this?" I asked.
She swiveled in her chair, and looked directly at my groin, then slowly let her gaze roam up to my face. There was no mistaking the desire in her eyes, soft hazel eyes that were speaking to me.
Her voice had a slight quiver as she spoke, the huskiness of arousal, "Yes," she said, "You should definitely be reading this."
The sound of her voice and the lust in her eyes made me want to take her, dominate her completely. I read more of the story. Another paragraph, but I was having trouble concentrating on the words, the blood was rushing to my cock, making me hard, as I imagined what it would be like to do what she was writing.
I glanced at her again, and she was staring at the growing erection in my pants, her mouth slightly open. She was incredibly sexy, not skinny, but a full-bodied woman. Her figure was the type I dreamed about when I fantasized. Her hands were on the side of the chair, as she sat there demurely, looking vulnerable and ready for whatever happened next.
My heart was pounding in my chest, as I took her by the chin, lifted her face toward mine, looked in her eyes with the lust that I was feeling and lent over and kissed her.
I can't remember how long the kiss lasted, all I knew was that I wanted to take her, make love to her, softly at first, then getting wilder and wilder as she succumbed to my every desire.
My cock was fully hard by now, and pressing against the fabric of my trousers, and I could see her erect nipples pressing against her top. I wanted her; she wanted me, that was suddenly all that mattered. I held her chin, holding her face towards mine, and said,
"Julie, I am going to take you. I am going to hold you in my arms, squeeze you tight, and taste every part of your body, and you are going to taste every part of mine. We will not stop still one of us collapses from exhaustion."
A moan escaped her lips, coming from deep in her throat, and all she could do was say yes, in a quiet subdued voice.
I took her by the hand, stood her up, and held her tight as we kissed again, feeling her press hard against me. I held her tight as I caressed her ass. Our mouths were devouring each other, and the hunger grew, wanting more, but not wanting the kiss to end.
I leaned back, looked down into her eyes, and said,
"I want to feel your body shake with pleasure as my tongue attacks your pussy, your clitoris. I want to taste your arousal, drinking your moisture as you writhe in ecstasy against me."
Again all she could say was yes, but the way she said it was...fucking hot.
I was determined to make her have a shuddering orgasm. I held her cheeks as I kissed her, running my hands round the nape of her neck, hearing her moaning response was so enticing, making me want to hear them more and more. Her breathing was becoming faster, and I began to kiss her neck, caressing the nape of her neck with my hand.
I continued to kiss her neck, and she started to caress my thighs, moving around to my backside. I stopped her hands, held her arms tight against her side.
"You are not to touch me until I have finished with you, you are going to take my ministrations, keeping your hands to yourself until I give you permission to use them elsewhere, is that clear?"
She moaned a yes, and I knew then that this was going to be truly memorable.
I stood back and looked at her, rubbing my penis through my trousers as she watched.
"Do you want to feel me inside you?"
She moaned another yes. God she was beautiful to watch in this state, aching for me, looking subdued, but at the same time incredibly hot. I wanted to take her right there and then, rip her clothes of and pound into her, but I also wanted to make her so desperate for me that she would beg for me to fuck her.
I told her to take her top of for me, and she practically ripped it off. I then instructed her to turn around and remove her skirt and shoes, and watched as she bent over and took her shoes off one by one. Her backside was beautiful, and I could see the moisture on her pants.
As she bent over to remove her skirt, I caressed her cheeks, feeling them beneath her pants, teasingly getting close to her pussy. I could smell the aroma of her wetness, which tingled in the back of my throat as I imagined the taste and feel of her. She stood back up and turned around, her breasts swaying softly with the movement, everything about her making me ache with desire, not just my cock - my whole body.
I told her to sit on my lap, and as she moved over to me the sensuality of her movement made my jaw drop. She smiled at that, then straddled both my legs, her wet pants clinging to her pussy, glistening with promise.
I held her arms behind her as I kissed her again, moving to her neck, and as I nuzzled her neck I told her to keep her arms behind her. She was sighing with pleasure as I explored her back and sides with my hands, kissing the top of her chest, rubbing her stomach, moving my hands her sides to her breasts, then gently cradling each one as I licked along the line of her bra.
I gently grazed her hard nipples, feeling her shudder and hearing her gasp as I did so. I moved my hands to her back, nuzzling her neck again as I undid her bra, I told her to raise her arms as I removed the bra, and sat there admiring her breasts, her nipples hard with excitement. I gently cupped each breast, running my hands round them in circles, reducing in size till finally, I took each nipple between my thumb and finger and squeezed.
She was starting to pant now, and she said "Oh god yes Jake, you're getting me so horny, I want you bad."
I looked in her lust filled eyes, and whispered "I am going to take you Julie, but not till I'm good and ready."
Her moan of frustration and desire was so enticing, I almost lost my will, but I maintained my composure and continued.
With her hands on her head, I continued to squeeze her nipples, feeling their firmness, and finally I had to taste them. I run my tongue from her neck down the her chest bone, then slowly to the left breast, again going round and round her nipple in decreasing circles, finally taking it into my mouth, hearing her gasp as I sucked hard, and flicked my tongue backwards and forward across, round and round, enjoying the firmness in my mouth, and the moaning it was producing.
Her body was beginning to sway, her hips starting to move, as she craved the touches I was giving her. I moved to the right nipple and repeated the torment, slowly decreasing circles till I reached the nipple, then sucked it hard and attacked with my tongue.
She was panting now, her hips moving on my legs, moaning, "Yes yes yes, oh god yes!"
As I worked on her breasts and nipples with my mouth, I stroked down her sides, feeling her shiver as I reached her hips. I caressed her stomach, following the line of her pants, across the top, down the top of her thigh, then along her inner thighs to her knees. Massaging hard with my hands, feeling her shiver and shake with each touch, as her whole body had become an erogenous zone for me to toy with. I was so hard with desire feeling her respond, hearing her moans of delight and her cries of yes as I toyed with her.
I couldn't wait any longer, I had to feel her wetness, and I rubbed my hand back up her thigh, and felt the slipperiness of her pussy as I caressed her lips through her pants. The moan she gave when I did this was almost animalistic, from deep inside, and she shuddered as I caressed her. I was so aroused by her responses that I couldn't take much more of this my self.
I stood up, her legs wrapped around me as I supporter her by her backside, pressing her hard against my erection, her head tilted back as I walked over to the desk carrying her, her hips moving against me.
